For the next week, my communication with them was remote and irregular.

As already written, I worked as an engineer in a construction company, and the summer that had just started was the most construction season. For me it was fraught with an abundance of work, which I came at 8 in the morning and from which I was freed around 23 hours. Theoretically, even with such a schedule, it was possible to allocate a couple of hours for a pleasant pastime, but there was no moral strength left after a whole day of communication with rustic workers and cunning office workers.

But the girl herself was full of time. If Oleg, like me, was constantly busy at work, then Alice “was looking for work”, or rather, under this pretext, she was at home. Maybe before the last weekend she was really engaged in this, but now, the situation in which she found herself did not dispose to scrupulously combing job sites and weighing options. She really wanted sex, in which she herself confessed the same day when our acquaintance happened.

In the evening, when I was already in bed, I received a text message from her, with a beautiful innocent question: “Vlad, didn’t you say that I shouldn’t satisfy myself?” I cheered up a bit and remembered that I hadn’t really talked about it, although it would have been worth it. He replied: “I didn’t say it, but it doesn’t mean that you can constantly masturbate) Well done, I asked, I appreciate it. Now it is possible, but then only with my permission, but also with reservations. By the way, where is today's report? Just combine business with pleasure. " After 20 minutes, 2 photos came. On one of them, Oleg's dark hair is on the background of her tummy and long legs (apparently it's kuni), and on the second there are Alice’s tense legs hanging over my present and running her hand between her legs. After a message came: “Thank you, now I can fall asleep!” To which I replied: “You are, yes, but have you thought about Oleg?”. I would not want to be in his place: next to you, your sexy young wife languishes with lust, and you lie with pain in your groin, and this will end only when another man fucks her in the ass, which has always been inaccessible before. On the other hand, everyone gets where he wants, so not very concerned about his fate, I sent another message after him: “For the first time he will come down, but for the future: when photographing Cooney, Oleg should look into the camera, and I can see his language on your pussy, and the feeling that he is sleeping. And you need at least two photos of your training: how do you sit on a toy, but the view is not from the side; and after that, in the position you occupied today in the bathroom. Good night!"

The next day, from the morning I plunged into work. I arrived at the facility and, grabbing only one tube, ran to work. Like many people who have to communicate a lot, I wore an ordinary “dialer” at work that keeps on charging for a whole week, and used a smartphone in my life like a modern person. In addition to the problems with the constant search for the outlet, this trick also solved the issue of differentiating personal and working life: I always left one number on work issues, and talked to friends in a different way that only a few people knew from work. Today, the smartphone remained in the glove compartment, and, returning to the car after lunch, I found the missed call from Alice, who called half an hour ago. I had a couple of minutes, so I decided to call back. Fifteen seconds later, she replied with a little sleepy, but cheerful voice.

- Hello!

- Hello Beautiful! What are you still sleeping?

- No, I woke up an hour ago, lying in a crib. What are you doing now?

- While you are lying in the crib, - I mocked her, - someone has already worked for 6 hours.

- Olezhek also ran away at the beginning of the eighth. I feel sorry for him, can you open it?

- I have something to do with? I said, when this happens, and you can open it, you can say, even today.

“I’m calling you for this.” Maybe I will not ask your permission to touch myself ... well, there ... - to my surprise, the girl was embarrassed.

- masturbate? If you allow this, then the whole meaning of Oleg's sacrifice will be lost. I didn’t shut him down in order to humiliate him, but so he didn’t distract you from the main task. If you are ready to substitute a husband like that, then ... - I lied a little to her, because I offered Oleg a belt to check how low he could fall in his fantasies about humiliation. The guy surprisingly quickly broke down, but it meant only what you need to look for in him fantasies, in which he is not yet ready to admit to himself. This was my main interest in the subordination of the couple, since it is possible to hire prostitutes to play games with resigned performers. Moreover, it was possible and heterosexual, now this industry is far advanced.

“I don’t want to expose him, but it hurts me to sit on this thing if I don’t touch myself,” Alice growled.

- What do you want? Both of you are so interesting, all the time you want to stay away and stare. At first he looks at how I undress you, but he does not want to undress himself; Now it hurts you to sit down, while he does not sleep at night from over-excitement and aches. This is not porn on the monitor, this is real life, you are its heroes! You are a couple, so go through it all as a couple: let both of you be hurt and embarrassing, but BOTH! So you will be able to raise the level of closeness and trust for each other to new heights, and as a gift we all get, I don’t argue that it’s a perverted and incomprehensible to most, but a pleasure.

These words I said louder than usual, and angrier than we would like. This anger was caused by disappointment in Alice, because such a monolithic, at first glance, couple, began to look like a union of a man ready for self-sacrifice and a flirt. This was not the charm of a sexwife / cuckold relationship in which husbands locked up for years, forgive their wives any mischief-pranks, demanding in return only love and tenderness from the second half, and even feeling proud of their sexuality: gives everyone he wants, but not him. Here it was more like Alice just wanted to get laid on the side, and she, carefully leading her husband to this, happily spread her legs, immediately forgetting about her husband and her attachment to him. Of course, I was happy to feel her lips on my penis, but, looking at what happened from this angle, the memories were not at all so pleasant.

To Alice’s credit, she caught a change in my mood and either really understood my thought or pretended to understand.

“Good, good, I won't.” For that matter, I don’t need to do a kuni, it’s also painful for him. I can do without handouts, ”she said offendedly and hung up the phone.

There was no time to tame the obstinate and bring it up, and I went on to work.
Damn, did not want any relationship! I thought just to relieve tension with a couple, but involuntarily I got into some kind of whirlpool of emotions. “Although,” I thought ironically, “I cursed the spouses for remaining on the sidelines, but did he just want to soak the bump?” Fuck you! You will have to experience their first emotions with them, and if yesterday EVERYONE was insanely excited, today EVERYTHING rethink what happened sober. ” So I thought, didn’t I hurry with such desperate steps, didn’t it take away from Oleg any desire to try something new and take the initiative, turning it into a living application to Alice? I hope no...

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At this time, Oleg, sitting at dinner, picked up mashed potatoes, cooked by his beloved wife and she also folded in a plastic container, with a fork and sadly thought: “What does she now consider me? I watched in silence as another man tormented her nipples and fucked in her mouth, drank her juices at his command, and then got rid of it and as a punishment he let himself be locked into a chastity belt. ”Such thoughts excited his penis, but instead of the sweetness of humiliation, he experienced mental anguish, after all, perhaps he had ceased to be in the eyes of his beloved reliable support and protector, and became a rag. There was a desire to cut down the shackles ...